I should blog more often.
But nothing really interesting happens in my life. I've recently gotten a passion for drawing, and a renewed interest in swordsmanship. Although all the big knights in shining armor (or chainmail) are cracking hobbit jokes at me anytime they can. LOL. Dang. They're like twice my size.
Well, at least I took some of them down during grading... Hahaha. And I got invited to join the demo team! Although I suspect it will be to use me to tell the audience, "Look, in European swordsmanship, even a hobbit can prevail!!!"
Pfffbbbttt @.@
Anyway, more about the Jane thing...
I really, really, really don't want to follow her to her church any more, and I think I've been dropping lots and lots of hints... Body language, reluctance, body language, reluctance... Ho dang. I really wish she'll leave me alone.
Irrational fears need to die!
I almost came clean with her yesterday. She asked me not to "discontinue the meeting of the brethren", quoting scripture at that... Oh, and I was like, dang, please don't tempt me, please don't tempt me... I almost said, "I believe different now" outright.
Then again, just what the hell am I afraid of? I have no idea. The unknown outcome? Her opinion of me?
I really need to stop caring. Although to all outward appearances, I don't.
Maybe that's why. Oh, my, I feel guilty already.
-tears hair out-
But nothing really interesting happens in my life. I've recently gotten a passion for drawing, and a renewed interest in swordsmanship. Although all the big knights in shining armor (or chainmail) are cracking hobbit jokes at me anytime they can. LOL. Dang. They're like twice my size.
Well, at least I took some of them down during grading... Hahaha. And I got invited to join the demo team! Although I suspect it will be to use me to tell the audience, "Look, in European swordsmanship, even a hobbit can prevail!!!"
Pfffbbbttt @.@
Anyway, more about the Jane thing...
I really, really, really don't want to follow her to her church any more, and I think I've been dropping lots and lots of hints... Body language, reluctance, body language, reluctance... Ho dang. I really wish she'll leave me alone.
Irrational fears need to die!
I almost came clean with her yesterday. She asked me not to "discontinue the meeting of the brethren", quoting scripture at that... Oh, and I was like, dang, please don't tempt me, please don't tempt me... I almost said, "I believe different now" outright.
Then again, just what the hell am I afraid of? I have no idea. The unknown outcome? Her opinion of me?
I really need to stop caring. Although to all outward appearances, I don't.
Maybe that's why. Oh, my, I feel guilty already.
-tears hair out-